Two nights ago, I dreamt that I was lying in a light-filled room full of resting babies. Suddenly the baby next to me looked directly into my eyes and said, “We love you.”
A dream
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Two nights ago, I dreamt that I was lying in a light-filled room full of resting babies. Suddenly the baby next to me looked directly into my eyes and said, “We love you.”
One of the baseline characteristics of the dream state is that the dreamer doesn’t know he’s sleeping. Some of us dream with our eyes wide open. Today, interestingly enough, ‘woke’ is a pejorative.
So then, how to tell the difference between the true and the false, the real and the unreal? Whatever has a beginning and an end is false. All else is true. From A Course in Miracles: “Nothing real can be threatened. Nothing unreal exists.”
A man awakens for the most prosaic of reasons—he’s tired of sleeping.
There is an obsession among men so common that it’s mostly unrecognized. It’s called ‘What’s next?’ and produces a near-total alienation from ‘What’s now?’ In this state, the sufferer’s imagination overheats. He might as well be blind.